Haunted Family Bungalow in West Yorkshire
When I was around 5 years old I moved with my mother and father to a small bungalow located in a semi-rural West Yorkshire farming village. We understood that the previous home owner was an old lady who owned a black cat. The local shop keeper had found the old lady passed away in her chair in the living room after nobody in the area had seen her for quite a few days.
The bungalow was a small 2 bed, 1 bath with an attic. After a couple of years we got the money together to convert the attic into a large upstairs bedroom. We had a staircase put in which went through the original bedroom (belonging to the old lady) and then her old bedroom became our new dining room. Nothing really happened at all in the house and I always remember it being a warm, happy place.
After having a lot of trouble at a new school with …